A month passed, and the number of people in the spectator stands dropped to just over a hundred.
Dugu Jue, Chu Zhongtian, Tantai Mingyue, and Murong Qingcheng were eliminated one after another. They were simply too young to contend with the supreme geniuses of races that had cultivated for thousands of years, or the old antiques and ancient monsters who had cultivated for nearly a hundred thousand years. Reaching this point was already no easy feat. Dugu Jue originally had a chance to go one step further, but unfortunately, he encountered Night Sword Emperor of the Yaksha Clan, ranked thirteenth on the Quasi-Supreme Ranking. Thus, Dugu Jue, who had never feared death, chose to forfeit. After all, when the gap in strength was too great, even a breakthrough in the heat of battle would be useless. He did not fear death, but neither would he throw his life away.
The former Lifeless Saber, now the Lifeless Saber Emperor Leng Fanfei, was also eliminated. His luck was even worse than Dugu Jue's—he directly faced the Four-Winged Dragon Emperor of the Devil Race, ranked fifth on the Quasi-Supreme Ranking. The Four-Winged Dragon Emperor's true form was a Demon Dragon. He possessed both the Dragon Clan's overwhelmingly powerful physique and comprehension no less than anyone else's. Even some old monsters chose to forfeit when facing him, much less Leng Fanfei. With this, Leng Fanfei had forfeited three times in total. The previous two times, he had faced the Child Emperor of the Evil Spirit Clan and the Wolf Emperor of the Devil Race respectively. Against experts of hostile races, forfeiting was the only alternative to death.
When the number of remaining people reached exactly one hundred, the Asura Spring Water boiled, and each person received ten drops. One could imagine that once the